up in flames;

"And here you come with a shield for a heart and a sword for a tongue." Anna Moon, 7th Year, Slytherin.

[giselerousseaus-blog]

@hellfirc.

“I guess in this society, being male and an asshole makes you worthy of our time.”

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“As women, we are so lonely and vapid that it’s a true honor to be the target of loathsome affection and paid attention to.”

[heavyheartcd]

“I don’t want to miss one smile.” @hellfirc

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“You have a way of pulling them out of me, which I bet you’re quite proud of.”

[sanguincm]

@hellfirc

“I found myself reminded to keep you far away from me.” 

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“Funny, I thought you had that committed to memory by now.”

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stcrmwithskin:

“Is it bad that I’m considering going school bully and beating them up over it? At least you look FUCKING fierce as always.” 

“No, there are worse offenses more deserving of a fist to the face, like spiking the fucking punch. Though some of those outfits really are quite tempting. They’re ... something. I’ll give them that much. It’s a look alright, just not necessarily a good one. Now you on the other hand, flawless.”

[heavyheartcd]

If James didn’t know better, he would say that Anna was almost nervous so he decided not to poke at her further, letting out a deep laugh as he nudged her back in turn. “Alright, alright,” he conceded as he tipped open the box, looking at the contents inside. Curiously, he picked up one of the fox pendants, examining it. His eyes gained a shine that was quick to also spread across his face in a wide smile. He didn’t know what had warranted him getting such a gift, but he glanced over to his best friend, touched, teeth in full display and the edges of his eyes crinkling. “Thank you. It’s a clever gift.” One that others wouldn’t quite get, as not many were privy to the information that James was an unregistered fox animagus. But, of course, there were few things that he kept secret from Anna ( though what he chose to keep from her was rather heavy ). Placing the cufflink back into the box as he shucked off his jacket, he held out one of his arms. “Mind putting them on for me?”

[hellfircss-blog]

There’s a story written on her skin, and it’s one she isn’t willing to tell. Small scars dot and decorate a living canvas; a storybook of heartache. Bruises often banish a somber starkness, blooming in broody blues and pernicious purples. No matter their origins, they mean one thing: I’m alive. I still have a heart. I’m alive and I bleed. Her heart still beats, and it still breaks, yet it yearns for gentle hands to take the place of so many that have mishandled it before. The scars boast small victories. Survival. They tell a story that she won’t, in a language he knows but isn’t fluent in. 

Anna knew she wasn’t well versed in the many nuances of affection and emotions. She usually spoke with blunt conviction, even if she wasn’t solidly aware of what she was saying. She grew up in such a way where words and feelings had been twisted and mangled, only to be presented in a way that was hard to discern reality. It was like a hall of mirrors; foggy, hard to navigate, and a never ending series warped reflections and dead ends. The Moons were quite lunar -- lofty, distant, and mysterious. Anna waxed and waned, yet she tried to remain poised and stoic.  That notion, and what she often strived to be, made her current actions so laughable. The cold stone wall she was leaning against further punctuated that thought by digging in at an uncomfortable angle. Anna forced out a breath when she was nudged, but the beginning of a smile appeared as James opened and examined the gift, soon matching his. It was rare to catch a glimpse of a full, genuine smile from Anna, but James was lucky enough to receive a few over the course of their friendship. “I’m glad you like them,” Anna admitted as she plucked a fox from the velvet box. She made quick, delicate work of settling them into place. “There, now you’re a proper gentleman,” she complimented before taking on a lighter tone. “Now, having been compensated for the evening, are you going to escort me back or do you want to escape?” 

[stcrmwithskin-blog]

“I don’t need alcohol to be honest with people to tell them that some of their outfits are fucking HORRIBLE.”

[hellfircss-blog]

“People either don’t have eyes, or the guts to overrule their parents on some of these monstrosities.”

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heavyheartcd:

James took the box that was extended to him, looking down at it and then flicking his gaze to Anna curiously. “What’s this for?” Christmas had already past, and his birthday was still over half a year away. “Is this your way of paying me as an escort of yours or something?” His voice was in jest, but the box was gripped softly in his hands. 

She untangled their arms after handing off the box with her other and retracted it back to her side. Anna took a half step back, finding a convenient wall to lean against in a faltering ploy to play it cool. Inside the box lurked a pair of cufflinks. They were much more fanciful than practical to their recipient, and Anna couldn’t quite put her finger on what possessed her to buy them. A playful nudge of her elbow to his ribs was her only response before a small, nervous smile flitted across her face before evaporating. “Just open it?”

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heavyheartcd:

“It’s all supposed to be in good fun,” James reminded her with a shrug. One would think since the both of them had grown up with parents who were higher up in politics, they would be more open to these sort of affairs. Yet they were both known for rejecting them. “That’s a good point. Though phoenixes are a bit flashy in their own right.”

“No, no, you’re right,” she admitted. This was not the place to be a grump, and she had been raised and groomed to know to pull herself together for proper displays of social gentility. Instead, she linked arms with James and tugged him further from the fray of writhing bodies. “Uh, speaking of flashy... I,” she paused and brought out a small box, holding it out. “Here.”

[heavyheartcd]

“As if I’d ever leave you behind,” James insisted as he angled his body around to look at Anna. Properly look at her. Before his stare could linger, he turned his head with an upward curl of his lips. “We’re…clearly not cut out for this, are we?”

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Anna came to a full stop beside James, glad to not be weaving through the crowds. “It’s everyone for themselves out there, and I have a few choice words for anyone that thought this was a good idea,” she scoffed. “Let’s just say that our patronuses aren’t peacocks for a reason.”

[heavyheartcd]

“Okay, the staring is a little bit unnerving. So I’m just…going to go over there. Maybe right out the door. I’m not too sure yet.”

[hellfircss-blog]

“If you’re leaving, take me with you,” Anna hissed behind him, stepping closer. “We look ridiculous.” 

[fleurdelecours]

ENTJ

ENTJs are natural-born leaders. People with this personality type embody the gifts of charisma and confidence, and project authority in a way that draws crowds together behind a common goal. But unlike their Feeling (F) counterpart, ENTJs are characterized by an often ruthless level of rationality, using their drive, determination and sharp minds to achieve whatever end they’ve set for themselves. Perhaps it is best that they make up only three percent of the population, lest they overwhelm the more timid and sensitive personality types that make up much of the rest of the world – but we have ENTJs to thank for many of the businesses and institutions we take for granted every day.

Chaotic Good

Chaotic Good characters are rebels and free spirits who believe in doing good, by their own standards. Some don’t have a problem with greater systems such as laws as long as they leave them alone; others are anarchists who believe that too much “order” is bad for everybody, and the betterment of all can only be achieved by actively rejecting any higher instances of power. Likely to take a intuitive approach to The Golden Rule, caring about other people’s feelings and needs without having to calcify it into specific rules.

[fleurdelecours]

B A S I C   I N F O R M A T I O N:

LEGAL NAME: Moon Ahn Min // Anna Moon DATE OF BIRTH: October 17, 2005.  NICKNAME[S]: Anna  GENDER | SPECIES: Female. Witch. PLACE OF BIRTH: Jeju, South Korea CURRENT LIVING PLACE: A pile of hoarded pillows in the corner of the common room. SPOKEN LANGUAGES: English, Korean, (some) Chinese, Latin EDUCATION: 7th Year Slytherin at Hogwarts School of Witch Craft and Wizardry. OCCUPATION: Slytherin’s Quidditch Captain CRIMINAL RECORD: She pleads the 5th. RELIGION: Agnostic DRINK | SMOKE | DRUGS: Yes, yes, occasionally. LIKE[S]: Coffee, oversized sweaters, quidditch, tea, justice [ justice > mercy ], calligraphy, traveling, cats.  DISLIKE[S]: Capitalism, sleep, ignorance. So, so, so many things.  FEAR[S]: Failure, not being able to protect those close to her.

P E R S O N A L I T Y   T R A I T S:

+ honest, protective, loyal, libertine, incredibly charming when she wants to be. - bitter, stubborn, headstrong. blunt, temperamental, caustic.

P H Y S I C A L   I N F O R M A T I O N:

HAIR COLOR: bottle blonde. [see meet the muse below] EYE COLOR: dark brown, surrounded with the perfect winged eyeliner. HEIGHT: 5’5 WEIGHT: 115 lbs. BUILD: Athletic, solid.  DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: Red lips, eyeliner, dark circles.  STYLE: Look in her tag. Killer lingerie is always underneath, though. TATTOOS/PIERCINGS: Lobes double pierced, left cartilage has three piercings, and one was done with a thumbtack. She has an intricate dragon wrapping around her upper left thigh and up her hip, surrounded by forget me nots.

L I N K S:

Character Tag. 30 Character Questions. Meet the Muse. Personality Template. Fanmix.  Fanmix #2.

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@heavyheartcd

❝Someday, you’re gonna laugh about this.❞

[hellfircss-blog]

tell me

If you snuck into my room I would:

[ x ] Go back to sleep                  [  ] Kick you out[  ] Cuddle with you                     [ x ] Be like “How in the world?”[ x ] Let you sleep on the floor    [  ] Become angry

If you kissed me (or hugged) I would:

[ x ] Kiss or hug you back                       [  ] Smile and laugh[ X ] Stiffen, and feel uncomfortable       [  ] Push you away[  ] Be shocked                                       [  ] Strike you

If you asked me to go out with you for a day I would say:

[  ] No          [  ] Yes          [  ] Most certainly not.          [ x ] Without hesitation.

You are:

[ x ] Cute          [  ] Adorable          [  ] Attractive          [ x ] Beautiful[ x ] Okay         [  ] Ugly                 [  ] Am not going to grace this with an answer

You are to me a:

[  ] Stranger            [  ] Acquaintance            [ x ] Ally[ x ] Friend              [ x ] Love                        [  ] Rival [  ] Enemy

I find you to be:

[  ] Pathetic          [  ] Off no consequence           [ x ] Intriguing [  ] Frightening     [  ] Unsettling                           [  ] Annoying [  ] Infuriating       [ x ] Pleasant company            [ x ] Comforting [  ]  Unable to be lived without                            [ x ] Trustworthy

(- Based of askboxmemes’s post.)

[hellfircss-blog]

&&.  — ❝ That has got to be the best thing I’ve heard in quite some time. ❞

[heavyheartcd]

( JAMES POTTER & ANNA MOON ) Ϟ @hellfirc

                                 ❝ Seek the ones who NEVER stop caring                                              who BREAK down your walls,                                       and help you come back to YOURSELF.❞